NOW PLAYING: Robots In Love (Small Beautiful Machines)

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Qotsa on the hi-fi
We were talking via wi-fi
So much Aqua Teen and sci-fi
I was, ”Oh my”
When he said, ‘i love you, girl”
It was four in the morning

It’s a simple computation
You take easy conversation
Add erotic exploration, adoration
But when he said, “I love you, girl”
It should have come with a warning

He said, “I’ve gotta go, go, go, ’cause it hurts to feel
I’m gonna run, run, run like a man of steel
And I could try, try, try
To stay in the fight
But when push comes to shove
We are only robots in love”

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But when he said, “I love you, girl”
It should have come with a warning

He said, “I’ve gotta go, go, go, ’cause it hurts to feel
I’m gonna run, run, run like a man of steel
And I could try, try, try
To stay in the fight

But when push comes to shove
We are only robots in love
But when push comes to shove
We were only robots in love”

In the afternoons
When we lay like spoons
Everything was more than okay
And I saw no sign
Of your flawed design
I guess I wasn’t made that way

So he started to malfunction
And it hit me like a punch in
All our hours of connection and affection
When he said, “I love you, girl”
It was only science fiction!

“… Go, go, go, ’cause I need to feel
I’m gonna run, run, run into something real
And I could stay, stay, stay
And put up a fight
But when push comes to shove
We were only robots in love
But when push comes to shove
We were only robots in love
Robots in love
We were only robots in love
We were only robots in love
In love”

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